Archive for September, 2006

We Live in Different Time Zones

I’m just arriving back from my night of can’t-be-bothered watching movies, and my housemate, in fact the girl who lives in the room next to me, is just locking her door and heading out for the night. It’s 2 AM and I’m finished. Her night has yet to start!

I thought she had alabaster skin because of being Russian. It turns out it may be simply from never seeing the sun!

How to out yourself to a whole room of people

When they ask you ‘What’s this song?’ or, in fact even if they don’t ask, reply with in depth knowledge of Bronski Beat’s ‘Smalltown Boy‘. Perfect! Awkward moment: arranged!

Bloodshot

I slept in my contacts overnight, not an unusual thing, but woke up with a pair of killer bloodshot eyes. Not pretty!

New pair I think..
(of contacts, not a new pair of eyes, though that would be convenient!)

Quick notes

Bruxelles is really hot, but not in a really consistent way, which makes it all the more disappointing. It’s sunny and humid each afternoon but not actually hot. It’s not really warm enough for shorts but still too hot for long pants. I’m really looking forward to the cold settling in, odd though that may seem. Because I’ve only been able to bring a very limited collection of clothes with me for the entire year, essentially what I can carry, I had to rationalize that I’d be needing overall cold weather gear much more than warm weather shorts and tops. My family did send a box of a couple clothes and a duvet (thank god) so I can live a little here, but the weather is still awkward. Next week is due to drop down to 17 degrees, so that will be nice. Hopefully we’ll have a bit of rain too, since we haven’t really had any for about two weeks. When I get these extremes of weather nowadays I yearn for a bit of change. Is that just me being fussy, or real concerns? Who can say…

In other news, I’m trying to pick classes and get them to work with my timetabling. The system for sorting out what classes I have to take, how many ‘ECTS’ credits each one is allocated and so forth is a complete shambles. We have to look at a printed booklet, an Adobe Acrobat .pdf file as well as two separate (though on the same domain) websites. It’s a mess and horrible to use. I’ve been making a spreadsheet of the classes I could potentially take just so that I’m not always havign to be re-computing my requirements, and so it does it on its own. Needless to say, just getting the data to put in to the spreadsheet is the hard bit, reading the convoluted descriptions ‘avis’, and deal with vocabulary that, rather unhelpfully, is not in any of the four dictionaries I have here! Like the word ‘holocaust’ is not actually used as it’s translated, but they apparently use ’shoa’ as well! Perfect!

I live just off a pretty little square which is great for being near things, but not so great with the lunatics who appear to feel fine in shouting their heads off in the middle of the night (like right now at 12:30AM), the cars or motorcycles who rev their engines to death and then squeel around the area for about 20 minutes at three o’clock in the morning. It’s also not great if you’re not a fan of pigeons or dog poo. How is it that Paris, a city of a much larger population manages to control the waste on its streets, while Bruxelles, not a poor place, is apparently unable to do so in even the most upmarket areas. Every step you take is at risk of encountering one of any number of foul substances. It’s not pleasant.

Classes start Monday and no, of course, I’m not fluent. Can I just fast forward through the next three months please? That’d be nice.

Bored with the Internet?

xkcd

xkcd - a webcomic about ‘romance, sarcasm, math, and language.’

Parrot fashion

Flamingos and Helicopters

‘Mimic’

Photograph by Crea.tive.

What lies beneath

My house was built in 1907. That’s the only thing I know about my house, really, and I tell it to people all the time. “It was built in 1907,” I say, pointing at something in the house when we’re walking around. I could be pointing at my CD player. It doesn’t matter what I’m pointing at, because then I make a little joke I always make: “It was a very popular year to build houses in San Francisco.”

I would say ‘Classic!’, but I think I’m overusing that word today. But you know what I’m thinking.
NYTIMES: My House - What Lies Beneath

From Elsewhere, The Phrases of Ms P.

“I’ve decided my next hobby will be finding and using real words that just sound like somebody made them up after 12 beers and some bad chicken wings”

Classic.
…lists are hott!

The Weekend to End Breast Cancer starts tomorrow

Lets make a weekend to fight all cancers. Don’t leave the unknown, the unpopular or the unsexy behind. Breast cancer is highly visible, but lets not forget ovarian, colon, liver, testicular, lung, or skin cancer. We’re all at risk and for some reason Cancers are no less common then decades ago, so lets not forget to fight them all and fight by seeing the big picture through each laboratory microscope lens and petri dish.

But if Breast Cancer can be overcome, think what a boost that would be for all other research, for all other sufferers. May the weekend commence!


Sorry about the double posting of this item overnight, for some reason it looked like my Dreamhost-server was having problems… It’s back now.

Copying Seurat

Residents in Deloit, Wisconsin came together to recreate George Seurat’s ‘Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte’

george seurat recreated in wisconsin

Flickr photoset
Deloit Daily News: Art is Alive Along River